to moments
of decay
which commence
with aged teeth
and maneuvers
its way to an inner
core of raw
sensitivity bruises
a passion flower
in the similar circumstance
of skin being tortured
in a fashion where
forgiveness will never
be imminent
peel back
each glorious
petal down
to the eye 
of the flora 
– then carelessly
pluck at the lashes
until all that\’s left
is an obliterated
optic – that\’s suppose
to produce a seed
in order to diminish
any future abuse
— to thrive in the sizzle
of an unforgiven


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